As folk in the land Burgundian were wont to wear alway.
Then leapt from the couch that lady, where resting yet she lay;
And a certain one of her handmaids she bade to the casement go,
Who beheld the valiant Gere in the court stand therebelow,
Even him and his fellow-farers which thither from far had sped.
All heart-ache of the exile like a dream at the tidings fled.
And she cried aloud unto Siegfried: “Behold how there they wait,
These that with Gere the stalwart have ridden through our gate,
These whom my brother Gunther unto us down Rhine-flood sends!”
Made answer Siegfried the mighty, “Welcome to us be our friends!”